I used to love the sunshine. I lived for a sunny day. Looking up at a cloudless blue sky. I loved how it felt on my face. A bad mood would turn good. A drive wouldn’t seem so far. A chore wouldn’t be a chore, so much as a reason to go outside. A trip to the beach. Laying around the pool. On a lounge chair on the patio. It felt like instant energy. I never imagined the sun would become my enemy. A reason to hide under dark glasses and hats. A reason to stay inside and close the blinds. No more beach, pool, patio, drives with the sunroof open. Wishing for the clouds to block my precious sun so I could get on with my day. Yet another treasure lost. Another win for my demons.